ENTER THE FOUR HORSEMEN.......OBLIVION, DENIAL, ACCEPTANCE AND FUTILITY

I watched Steve "Brew Dog" Stockman's 'mall movie' {i.e. film with commercial intentions...interspersing tragic realism with comic relief, accompanied by a sometimes annoying soundtrack of trendy pop music}, a mishmash of Ben Chaplin, Sally FIeld, Tom Cavanagh, Glenn Howerton and Julianne Nicholson's ample talents, obeisant to some 'almost good' but puerile direction........Annoyed by the interstitially comic relief, I was still moved to tears as I remembered my own mother's similar '2 week' death....and all the other dozens of tragic endings that I'd witnessed......The death of Anita Chess, decades ago, as Anita...with her last breath....begged, desperately, her daughter and Katrina Motiska, her daughter's best friend, to 'unplug' her from Life Support and 'turn up' the morphine drip......I remembered, with tears, Tom Hanks' death scene in PHILADELPHIA..... Garbo's death scene in CAMILLE, even!.....and my own prognosticated death scene....still in 'Coming Attractions'......... Oblivion, Denial, Acceptance, Futility....all lined up on the journey from birth to Life's ending.......like the Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse, rearing up against Perpetually, Mythically Dramatic Cinematic Sunsets.....